Hello Readers!
Earlier this year, I regained the rights to the Elizabeth Investigates Series and the fine folks at River City Siren Press have agreed to re-publish them.
A Study in Aether will be coming out soon and we were lucky enough to get the amazing Pinkpiggy93 to do the new cover.
I’ll let you know when it’s available and I have to say I’m really excited about this cover.
What do you think?
Éric
If Randal had access to Google during Faymous, these might be some of his search terms.
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Hello Cinephiles,
Today we’re talking about the 2026 film Cold Storage.
A combination between zombie and disaster movie that doesn’t take itself too seriously. It strikes the perfect balance between expected plot and surprise twists.
Score: 1
I like that for once it’s the guy who’s overly talkative and a little bit of a mess. The girl is grounded and clever while still being dangerously curious.
Liam Neeson was extremely entertaining as the elderly expert that no one listens to until it’s too late.
Score: 1
The dialogue was fast, quippy, and smart. It managed to move the plot forward and create character development even while being sarcastic and funny.
Score: 1
The movie was gory, gross, and over the top, but it was well shot and interesting. Despite the dark locations, it was always clear.
The music was a little underdone and didn’t add much.
Score: 0.5
I love smart and quippy movies and this was a great horror/end of the world movie. It was cheesy but oddly believable. I watched it on my own and enjoyed it a lot. I’ll probably watch it again.
Score: 1
A terrifying, funny, and fascinating film. Filled with quips, gore, and Liam Neeson being awesome. More than worth a watch for horror fans.
Final Score: 4.5 Stars out of 5
Hello Friends, Family, and Fans;
Do you have any friends who are just really cool? I have a lot, and yet they still surprise me with their talents. Especially when they do something that I had no idea they could do.
That happened this me this weekend. A friend, and all around awesome guy, let everyone know that he makes music. He writes, produces, sings, and edits the music himself. It’s Electronic Pop and very pop-y. I’m not a huge fan of electronic, but Jen’s had it on repeat for the past few days and I’m not complaining.There’s some traces of 2000’s jock rock, Europop, and a hint of punk that I appreciate.
CHRDY is a Canadian electronic pop artist and producer pushing between control and chaos.
His sound is unapologetically engineered overload — euphoric, dense, and pushed to its limit. Vocals are fractured, rebuilt, and stacked with intent — capturing emotion that feels both controlled and unfiltered. Every element is deliberately constructed: layered effects, evolving textures, and precision-driven production that hits as much emotionally as it does technically. Effects aren’t decoration — they are the sound.
With over two million streams across platforms, CHRDY is defining an emerging crossover genre with sound rooted in mood, intensity, and intentional production.
https://www.chrdymusic.com/
Lately it feels like there isn’t enough joy in the world and listening to CHRDY is definitely joyful.
You’ll find CHRDY on Instagram and his music on Spotify, Youtube, Tidal, Amazon, and Apple.
Be kind and stay safe,
Éric
If you were to search “Faymous” in Google, this is what might show up…
Not really, but these are related to the book!
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Hello Cinephiles,
Today we’re talking about the 2020 film Boss Level.
A hyper violent time loop story. I’m surprised there aren’t more than a few of these. The story was good and unfolded well but felt like the character development wasn’t as extreme as most time loop movies. The ending felt like the screenwriters got stuck and couldn’t think of anything better.
Score: 0.5
The main character is likeable and trying really hard to pretend to be a dick. The interactions and emotion with his son are the best part of the movie.
The rest of the cast does a great job but most of them are very cartoonish.
Score: 0.5
The narration was fantastic and the snappy dialogue was a lot of fun. Again, the dialogue between the main character and his son make the movie.
Score: 1
The action was great, the cinematography passable, and the special effects were well done.
The music was perfect for the film.
Score: 1
I watched this one on my own and there are so many fun moments but the ending was so bad it made me enjoy the movie less.
Score: 0.5
A run of the mill time loop movie where the action and character drama are fantastic but the story and ending are mediocre.
Final Score: 3.5 Stars out of 5
While we were in Florida in 2020, they had an exhibit on the Incredibles, including…
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The car-sized luminescent bats didn’t seem interested in us at all; instead they swooped by us and started grabbing wargs that were hiding in the forest.
We continued to climb up the mountain, doing our best to not attract attention. By the time we reached the top, the bats had left and the sun was rising again. The top was unnaturally flat, about the size of a hockey rink, and dotted with trees that hummed with electricity.
“That’s not good. No no no, not good at all.” The voice surprised me and it took a moment for me to see the woman who was speaking. She was moving quickly and seemed to be building something out of sticks, vines, and rocks.
“What’s not good?” I asked.
She didn’t even look at me as she answered, “Our rotation is speeding up and the sun is getting closer.” She was short and rotund, with skin that was the colour of cream limestone with dark brown marbling, like she was made of the stone itself. Her hair was granite grey and her eyes were pure gold. She wore the same uniform as we did with an S on it.
“How is that possible? Shouldn’t we be feeling a change in temperature?” W asked, pushing her curly brown hair behind her ears.
“You’re right. Something is wrong. None of this makes sense. Who are all of you?” S asked.
“We have no idea. Do you have any memories of before waking up in this place?” T asked, his voice tense.
Still putting together her device, S replied with, “Nope.”
I was the first to realize what she was building. “Why are you making a trebuchet?”
“I think the sky is fake.”
T scoffed and said, “You’re planning on shooting the sky?”
“Yup!” She put the final touches on the small siege engine.
“At that size, you could get the same distance with a bow,” T replied.
She shrugged and replied, “I don’t know how to make a bow or shoot it. It was this or a cannon and I can’t find any saltpeter. Stand back.”
She picked up a large rock, the size of a basketball, and put in the sling of the weapon. Why did I know what basketball was and not where I was from? She shouldn’t have been able to pick it up; I would have assumed T would have trouble with it.
Pulling on the release, the counterweight fell and the whole thing swung. The rock flew into the air and just as it hit the apex of its arc, it hit something invisible and fell straight down.
“It’s a dome,” W said, her mouth open in awe. “Where the hell are we, Everdome?”
“No. That was too close to be one of those domes and it made a noise like metal.” I knew the distance from the ground to the top of a dome in Everdome and knew what Everdome was but not my name or home? That’s when I realized that our memories were selectively wiped to remove anything personal. I knew about Everdome because it wasn’t my place of origin, I knew about basketball and the sound of metal because it wasn’t a hint to who I was. Maybe I could use the lack of knowledge to help paint a picture of myself.
I hadn’t noticed A had left, but he ran toward us through the trees and shouted, “We’re on a space station!”
We followed him through the thick pine-like trees and when we reached a clearing on the other side we were struck by a horrifying site. We were definitely on some sort of space craft. There were four other domes like ours attached with grey metal spokes to a central city of spires that looked like different sized knitting needles tied together by metal wire. The part that sent a cold shiver down my spine was that the closest dome was cracked and parts of the habitat were being sucked out into space. I couldn’t see the other domes well enough to know if they’d met the same fate.
“There aren’t any lights,” A said. “There should be lights in the central spire and at the docking bays.”
T grunted in a concerned way, it almost reminded me of someone, before saying, “The ship must be working on emergency power.”
“Well that explains it, time to panic!” S sat down and I swear she sank a few inches into the stone.
“No panicking yet S. A mentioned docking bays. We need to get to a ship,” W said with the confidence of someone who’s been through a lot of dire situations.
“That’s all the way across the dome,” A whined, running his hands through his silver hair.
“Then I guess we should get started,” I replied as chipperly as possible.
The trek down the mountain was worse than the trek up. This side was steeper and the sun was setting every hour making it impossible to get used to the light or dark. It also felt like every step weighed different amounts and like I was constantly dizzy.
When we reached the bottom we saw the giant bats swirling around the mountain and hitting into each other. “The artificial gravity is having a hard time dealing with the stations spinning. It’s messing with our balance,“ I said, feeling confident about my deduction.
“Won’t matter in about twenty hours,’ said S. When we all stared at her she sighed and said, “We’re heading toward the sun. Didn’t I mention that earlier?”
Without speaking, we all moved toward the end of the dome, where the spoke should have an entrance. We reached it quicker than I’d expected considering how far it looked from the mountain and how every few steps we stumbled.
“Why aren’t I tired?” asked W. “I should be huffing and puffing? Are we in a simulation?”
A replied, “I think it’s the clothes. They are often used by slavers to keep the slaves fed and strong but it takes a toll and can lead to heart attacks or strokes.” He paused with wide eyes and said, “I didn’t know I knew that until you asked.”
That made sense. Something about the whole situation felt familiar and wrong at the same time. It was like having something right on the tip of my tongue.
“We’re on a slaver ship, or station, that’s drifting toward the sun, and no one remembers anything?” T asked, sounding more like he was asking for pushups.
S nodded and asked, “Is it now time for panic?”
Read Chapter 4 (April 2026)
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Dear Readers,
The Aurora Awards, which are for Canadian science fiction and fantasy writers and artists, are open for nominations for the 2025 works! (Nominations are open until April 5) This means the LONG lists of eligible works are being narrowed down to 5-6 per category.
Once they have a list of nominated works, every single person who signed up and paid the $10 membership fee gets ALL the nominated works as downloads. That’s all the adult novels, YA novels, novellas, short stories, graphic novels, and related works (usually anthologies), so about 36 works, for just $10 CAD, which is a great deal.
Getting nominated for an Aurora Award is a BIG DEAL in the speculative fiction writing community. You get a nomination pin (only once, so I’m terrified I’ll lose mine!), and you’re part of an elite group of people.
Nomination forms are not ranked.
How do you nominate?
It would mean a lot to all of us if you’re willing to nominate us! (Categories are in alphabetical order by work)
In case you’re wondering why Winging It is not included in the best cover art category, it’s because our cover artist is Vietnamese! Only Canadian creators are eligible, unfortunately. We forgot to include The Copper Tarnish in this category because we’re not used to having art made by us! Éric did the cover for it.
Thank you so much for your time, attention, and support. If any of the above does make it through the nomination round, which ends April 5, we’ll write another post for the voting round, which will be taking place starting in June 2026.
Read safe!
Éric
